©️ June 6, 1980
Write Naturally Publishing House
...a division of VAN Enterprises

Befuddled and befoggled,
My mind is surely boggled.

Just as silver tarnishes,
its brightwork becoming dull;
So the laughter vanishes
And the heart becomes cold.

Excuse me, have you seen my head?
I seem to have misplaced it.

Suddenly, I'm cold.
In a sea of warmth,
I'm an iceberg.

And then I find my identity
Whily lying in serenity.
I reached out to my destiny
And found among it empathy,
All the fragments of my entity.